Break The Chain {BEN Drowned x Reader} 04

Confusion.


Those red eyes of his, they were showing an emotion you yourself could spot from far away and to be frank you didn't know what had gotten into him, one minute he's staring at you with sadistic glee and the next he's staring right through you and you couldn't pry your eyes away. You could only stare and stare and you had even tried waving your hand around and snapping your fingers to make him notice your presence, though you weren't quite sure why though, I mean, you knew he was just here to make your life impossible and sure it scared you, but you weren't sure if that or the fact he kept staring at you like a doll creeped you more than the last one.

Slowly you could see some sort of expression on his face and those sharp teeth of his if possible got even menacing and that frozen look on his face changed because of the growing smirk, that mad smirk that took presence on his face, but his eyes, like you've been told before, they are the windows to the soul, to the emotions and somehow, even though he was smirking in glory, lust, whatever the heck it was that was going through his mind, those eyes soon changed into sadness. They literally showed the expression, and it wasn't long until you could see even if the faintest trail of a transparent red tear falling down his cheek.

The sound of a door opening made you snap your head towards it and suddenly you found yourself with a huge smile on your face and tears freely running down your cheeks, and to the same person standing there was no different than you. It wasn't long until squeals of happiness were shared i the small room and happiness and warming joy filled your heart to the very brim, you could say you had almost totally forgotten about BEN's piercing stare, almost though.

When your friend had hugged you and kept on saying stuff that your ears hadn't quite registered, you noticed how BEN's eyes took on a look that told you he was back to reality, the smirk fell from his face and all composition he had was suddenly lost, he started to pull on his hair rather harshly, you could hear him grunting, angrily without a doubt, before he lowered his head and slowly blood drops fell down. He took a few calming breaths before raising his head a bit and the look on him almost made you scream, but you remembered that your friend wouldn't probably see him and explaining, well, it wasn't one of your fortes and especially coming up with a lie that wasn't going to make you sound delusional, even if the truth was close to it. BEN's eyes were completely black, just black, no red irises no nothing, black. Even so, you could feel him staring right at you and blood dripped from the black empty sockets, at an alarming rate and it didn't take him long but he actually snarled at you and gave you an all nasty stare before disappearing.

The room gained it's usual temperature -you registered this because all of the sudden it became warmer, though not by a lot- and it wasn't long before you started to hear your name being called. You blinked twice before seeing your friend's worry stare, their lips pulled into a tight line you shook your head and asked to repeat again what they were saying, and by the serious look on their face you became kinda worried.

"I asked you if you remembered what happened a couple of moths ago?" At the question your eyes widened and you suddenly took acknowledgement of what they were wearing. Winter clothes. You shook your head to the side slowly before biting your lip, and awkward silence soon following.

Winter clothes, a couple of months ago, it was freaking snowing! You weren't really sure why but you were actually scared, worried, confused and to top it all, you weren't really sure if you wanted to know how much time had passed since you were placed here... Recalling a while back, you do know that whatever had happened that left you here in this current state -though to be quite honest, you weren't sure what had actually happened and what wound you might had acquired- wasn't going to be solved by just recalling memories. Although they were a little bit fuzzy, you know that you had entered that abandoned mansion and met a link cosplayer... some dude, probably younger? older? no... you met BEN. And that's about it. Actually, you do remember seeing some-

You were once again interrupted from your thinking when you heard snapping in front of your face and by now you could tell your friend was quite annoyed or desperate. You sighed and ran a hand through your hair.

"You know, I'm worried that that coma made you forget stuff, like paying attention to your best friend?" You got a laugh from your friend and then a yelp when you grabbed their hand really tight, digging your nails into them. "Or how to treat me more kindly" they winced.

"W-what coma? what are you talking about?"

"Oh right... well, after an hour had passed and you hadn't come back from the mansion, me and the guys went to check on you. We didn't find you. There was a search party and well, you were missing for a whole week. One day I found you in my backyard passed out, long story short, you were in a coma. I think all of that happened about five months ago" They shrugged and you gulped. Taking all of that information in, was difficult. You were gone for a whole week! and magically appeared in your friend's backyard? Somehow, you just knew it had something to do with BEN, and maybe that made made it the more scary to find out, and to be honest you liked adventuring, but right now you were disoriented.

"Oh... is that so?" You faked a smile and before you knew it you had engaged in a conversation with your friend about everything that had been going on while you were basically asleep. You tried to push aside the thought of you being in a coma and the whole ordeal with BEN, and for a while it worked.

You couldn't remember when was the last normal conversation you had with your friend like this, it was certainly nice, having a friendly face, one that didn't want to kill you or wanted to torture you -at least not in a gruesome way- and you actually found yourself laughing, something you hadn't done in such a long time and it actually surprised your friend also for they pointed it out and made you blush, but you casually pushed that aside and changed the subject towards your friend's love life, a subject you liked to indulge in, it was fun teasing them when it came to that. You weren't sure why though, but you actually started to appreciate this little moment, you didn't know why but it probably had to do with the fact that you were recently just told you were in a coma, and that might as well have stirred something inside you and you found yourself enjoying yourself.


But like all good things, they had to be gone sooner or later and a nurse had to unfortunately tell your friend that visiting hours were over, a few fake smiles from both you and your friend and a nod from your friend directed towards the nurse, you two hugged one last time before your friend picked up their things. Before leaving though they turned around and gave you a sad smile.

"You know, you're dealing with all of this information better than I expected."

And finally the door was closed and you were once again left alone in the damn room, where not even BEN's presence could be felt and a grim feeling washed over you. You lay your head on the pillow and turned to face the window, slowly watching as the sky turned dark and the stars started to come out.

"You have no idea." You said bitterly before closing your eyes.


-


Freedom. It was a beautiful feeling to say the least and you could understand why people always say they can taste it, because in this exact moment you were feeling it. It had been two days since your friend had come to visit, you were able to convince the people at the hospital that you were okay and that if you felt weird you were going to go, but in all reality, you think they only let you go because your parents' work in the government, which was pretty sweet if you asked anyone. But really, back to the point, you were so happy to get out of there that the first thing you did was literally spin and jump while shouting you were free, clearly receiving looks from people and even more when you lost your footing and slipped ending up falling on your butt. You basically ignored everyone that looked at you and cursed pretty friggin out loud when you realized it was still snowing and you were freezing to death -you completely forgot okay?! and the nurses were even worse because they didn't even you remind you let alone give you a jacket or something- and it was just your lucky that the house were you lived a was a couple of blocks away.

You were pretty determined and hardheaded to give up, and besides, walking about seven blocks wasn't going to be that hard.

Or at least you thought. Between freezing and actually accepting people's offer to ride you home -you were pretty known around the town- your pride always got to your head and you politely (read this as tried) denied any help. You were chanting victory though when you saw the old Victorian looking house and actually ran towards it, but now you couldn't feel your hands and your whole face hurt, you tried to not sleep on the ground and actually managed to arrive without falling. You looked to the side and noticed that your parent's cars were not there and you sighed. No point in knocking now.

You looked down to see the rug and looked under it to find the spare key, when you did you tried a couple of times to grab it -damn the cold weather!- and when you finally did you muttered a small yes in victory, inserting the key and opening the door, you kicked the door open and took the key out. Not wasting any time to close the door you did and lay against it, sighing in relief at the warm atmosphere the house held and you closed your eyes in bliss.

It wasn't long until you heard something being thrown at you and when you opened your eyes you saw a knife heading towards you, you were about to scream when the knife digged into the wooden door and with wide eyes you pried your eyes away from it, only to find a cold hand clamping your mouth shut and BEN's angry face looking at you from a rather way to close place. He snarled before applying pressure into your mouth, his nails digging your skin.

"We've got to talk"